Happy belated Thanksgiving! Hope it was as great as mine. I cooked for the first time ever...first time cooking anything and I decided to tackle a 14lb Turkey. Luckily it ended successfully. I then proceeded to dance the turkey calories off at Pacha, the worst club with the best acts in New York City. We got to see three fabulous sets by Super8 and Tab, Paul Van Dyk, and Tritonal. Like I mentioned, Pacha is terrible. 15% of the crowd was there for the music, 70% were there preying on the music lovers, and the other 15% probably didn't know where they were.
The show was good, but left me vowing never to return to that place even if bribed with a VIP table and 4 hour Daft Punk set. Did I mention Pacha is the worst? I'll probably see you there next month.
The real show I wanna talk about it Eric Prydz. I know I've even mentioned on here seeing him before but he KILLED it. A highlight for me was towards the end when he played an emotional but still hard-hitting remix of Depeche Mode's "Personal Jesus". If you've ever heard that song played at a current EDM show (Depeche Mode is known as one of the original electronic groups) you know how moving it can be, especially instilling a feeling of camaraderie with your fellow music admirers. The way Prydz remixed the song still captures the meaning behind having a "personal Jesus."
The show was at Roseland Ballroom in NYC and was for a sold-out crowd. Still, the environment was friendly and appealed to a seemingly more young-professional crowd as opposed to the typical EDM candy-raver kids that litter a lot of these shows.
Two of my best girls and I went went a little club-casual, with simple tops and cute skirts:
Before Prydz and the 14lb Turkey, I have to mention one of the best shows in NYC this season: Myon & Shane54 at Webster Hall. The show featured another trance duo that has been killing the scene recently. Webster Hall, in my opinion, is also one of the most fun places to see a show. Usually a good crowd (although seems to be getting worse), decently attentive bartenders, and only mildly annoying security staff. This show was after a long, hungover work shift so please ignore my AWFUL hair. But the outfit featured a re-worked vintage Hendrix T, a wrap around shirt worn as a vest cardigan, and black jeans with Steve Madden boots (perfect for concerts.)
